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The color beckoned him, enticed him to take a bite. The green outer layer was beautiful and smooth, not a blemish to be seen. It said “Eat me, for I am beautiful”. But the inside, oh the inside, the inside was pale and succulent, the glistening juices reflecting back into his eyes, begging him to taste the delicious secretion that came from the fruit.
The boy stared into the apple, devouring it with his eyes. It was gorgeous, as gorgeous as he was, he thought. Only something as beautiful as he was, deserved to be in his mouth. His reflection stared back at him, enticing him with the same face that he had, the most amazing feat that adorned this earth.
His hand stroked the surface of the fruit, imagining his teeth sinking into the skin, the pop of it breaking, releasing it’s moist juices into his mouth, enveloping it in flavor. The image of the fruit filling his mouth sent a shiver up his spine, ecstasy pouring into his veins.
Lightly, so as to not disturb the surface of the fruit, he licked the skin, savouring the smooth quality it had, no flavor whatsoever touching his taste buds. While it had no flavor, the fruit’s skin caressed his tongue, leaving it aching for more.
Finally, he bit down into the fruit, and the juices spewed into his mouth, filling the cavity with the sour flavor of the fruit, quenching his thirst, but left him begging for more. Quickly he swallowed and bit into the fruit again, ripping into the flesh and fulfilling his craving. Then, he licked into the hole left over by the removed flesh, sucking the sap from the inside, filling his mouth once more.
He continued to savour the fruit, biting in and swallowing the meat of the fruit, listening to the snap of the skin, and the slurp of the juices as he sucked in his meal. The glorious fruit rolled over his taste buds and down his throat. The flavor enveloped his entire body, sending ecstasy into his body, almost making him cry out.
But it was over too quickly. Draco stared down at the core of the apple mournfully, the loss of the amazing fruit hurting him deep to his core. He wiped a tear from his cheek, and placed the leftover in the bin, and stood to leave the fall. For class was soon to begin, and he could recount his endeavor the next day.
Across the hall Harry watched as his greatest rival made love to the apple, becoming increasingly concerned as it continued. “I’m not one to be concerned about Draco,” he said, eyebrows scrunching into his forehead, “but is he okay? What the fuck is he doing?” His two friends watched from beside him, equally as concerned.
“I have no bloody idea” said Ron
“Well you know what they say,” mumbled Hermione, spearing a piece of egg with her fork, “An apple a day and all that.”